Luyện nghe bài hát Dooley

Dooley was a good old man he lived below the
Dooley had two daughters and a gallon still
One gal watched the the other watched the spout
Mama corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched out
Dooley slippin' up the holler Dooley to make a dollar
Dooley give me a swallow and I'll pay you back day

The revenuers came for him a slippin' the wood
kept behind them all and never lost his good
Dooley was a trader into town he'd come
Sugar by the bushel and by the tons
Dooley slippin' up the

I very well the day old Dooley died
The woman folk felt sorry and the men around and cried
Now Dooley's on the mountain he lies all alone
put a jug beside him and a barrel for a stone
Dooley slippin' up the
Dooley slippin' up the